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Title: Sowing and Sewing
A Sexagesima Story
Author: Charlotte Mary Yonge
Release Date: May 2, 2010 [eBook #32200]
Language: English
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SOWING AND SEWING.
A Sexagesima Story.
BY
CHARLOTTE M. YONGE.
New York:
E. P. DUTTON AND CO.,
39, WEST TWENTY-THIRD STREET.
PREFACE.
Perhaps
some may read allusions to a sacred Parable underlying this little story. If so, I hope they will not think it an irreverent mode of applying the lesson.
C. M. YONGE.
CONTENTS.
SOWING AND SEWING.
CHAPTER I.
THE SERMON.
Four
girls were together in a pleasant cottage room with a large window, over which fluttered some dry sticks, which would in due time bear clematis and Virginia creeper leaves.
Three of them were Miss Lee's apprentices, and this room had been built out at the back of the baker's shop for them. The place was the property of the Lee family themselves, and nobody in Langley was more respected than they were. Ambrose Lee, whose name was over the baker's shop, and who kept a horse and cart, was always called Mr. Lee.
He had married a pretty, delicate young girl, who had soon fallen into such hopeless ill-health, that his sister Charlotte was obliged to live at home to attend to her and to the shop. And when young Mrs. Lee died, leaving three small children, another sister, Rose, gave up her place to help in the care of her old father and the little ones.
Rose Lee had been a sewing maid, and, being clever, had become a very fair dressmaker; so she took in needlework from the first, and when good old master Lee died, and the children had grown old enough to be more off her hands, she became the dressmaker and sempstress of the place, since there was no doubt that all she took in hand would be thoroughly well turned out of hand, from a child's under garment up to Mrs. and Miss Manners's dresses. For,
as her sister Charlotte proudly said of her, the ladies had everything made down here, except one or two dresses from London for the fashion.
Her nephews were both from home, one as a pupil-teacher, the other at a baker's with a superior business, and her niece, Amy, the only girl of the family, had begun as a pupil-teacher, but she had such bad headaches at the end of her first year that her father was afraid to let her go on studying for examinations, and cancelled her engagement, and thus she became an assistant to her aunt. Then Jessie Hollis, from the shop, came home from her aunt's, unwilling to go to service, and begged Miss Lee to take her and teach her dressmaking; and, having thus begun, she consented, rather less willingly, to take likewise Florence Cray from the Manners Arms, chiefly because she had known her mother all her life, and believed her to be careful of the girl; besides which, it was a very respectable house.
As plain work, as well as dressmaking, was done, there was quite enough employment for all the hands, as well as for the sewing machine, at which Amy, a fair, delicate-looking girl, was whirring away, while Jessie was making the button-holes of a long princesse dress, and Florence tacking in some lining; or rather each was pausing a little in her work to answer Grace Hollis, Jessie's sister, a businesslike-looking young person, dressed in her town-going hat and jacket, who had stepped in, on her way to meet the Minsterham omnibus, to ask whether Miss Lee wanted to have anything done for her, and likewise how many yards of narrow black velvet would be wanted for the trimming of her own and Jessie's spring dresses.
Miss Lee was gone up to the house for a grand measuring of all the children for their new frocks; but Amy began to calculate and ask questions about the width and number of rows, and Jessie presently said—
After all, I think mine will look very well without any round the skirt.
Why, Jessie, I thought you said the dress you saw looked so genteel with the three rows——
Yes,
said Jessie; but I have thought since—
and she hesitated and blushed.
Amy got up from the machine, came towards her, and, laying her hand on her, said, gently—
I know, Jessie.
And I know, though you wanted to keep it a secret!
cried Florence. I was at church too last night!
Oh, yes, I saw you, Florence; and wasn't it beautiful?
said Amy, earnestly.
Most lovely! It is worth something to have a stranger here sometimes to get a fresh hint from!
said Florence.
I call that more than a hint,
said Jessie, in a low voice. I am so glad you felt it as I did, Flossy.
Felt it! You don't mean that you got hold of it? Then you can tell whether it was cut on the bias, and how the little puffs were put on!
Why, what are you thinking of, Flossy?
exclaimed Amy. Bias—puffs! One would think you were talking of a dress!
Well, of course I was. Of that lovely self-trimming on that cashmere dress of the lady that came with Miss Manners. What—what are you laughing at, Grace?
Oh! Florence,
said Amy, in a disappointed tone; we thought you meant the sermon.
The sermon?
said Florence, half annoyed, half puzzled; well, it was a very good one; but——
It did make one feel—oh, I don't know how!
said Jessie, much too eager to share her feelings with the other girls, even to perceive that Florence wanted to go off to the trimming.
Wasn't it beautiful—most beautiful—when he said it was not enough only just not to be weeds, or to be only flowers, gay and lovely to the eye?
said Amy.
Yes,
went on Jessie; he said that we might see there were some flowers just for beauty, all double, and with no fruit or good at all in them, but dying off into a foul mass of decay.
Ay,
said Grace; I thought of your dahlias, that, what with the rain and the frost, were—pah!—the nastiest mess at last.
Then he said,
proceeded Jessie, that there were some fair and comely, some not, but only bringing forth just their own seeds, not doing any real good, like people that keep themselves to themselves, and think it is enough to be out of mischief and do good to themselves and their families.
And didn't you like it,
broke in Amy, when he said that was not what God asked of us? He wanted us to be like the wheat, or the vine, or the apple, or the strawberry, some plain in blossom, some fair and lovely to look at, but valued for the fruit they bring forth, not selfishly, just to keep up their own stock, but for the support and joy and blessing of all!
One's heart just burnt within one,
continued Jessie, when he bade us each one to go home and think what we could do to bring forth fruit for the Master, some thirty, some sixty, some an hundredfold. Not only just keeping oneself straight, but doing something for Christ through His members.
Only think of its being for Christ Himself,
said Amy softly.
Well,
said Grace, I thought we might take turns to go to Miss Manners's missionary working parties. I never gave in to them before, but I shall not be comfortable now unless I do something. And was that what you meant about the velvet trimming, Jessie? It will save—
Fifteen pence,
said Jessie.
"Very well—or you may say threepence more. So we can put that into the